“I want a vote.” Her voice was definitely loud this time.
“It’s decided,” Luke repeated Lee’s earlier words.
“Okay, but I want a vote,” Stel a said to Luke then her eyes scanned the tribe. “If that old lady can put her ass on the line to do the right thing then I can effing wel do it too! If you bunch of badass mothers don’t agree, okay. I’m not stupid enough to think I can do anything about this, take this guy down, I know you guys have to do it but at least I want a f**king vote!”
“I want one too.” Roxie stood up.
Oh shit.
My eyes went to Lee. A muscle in his cheek was working.
Bad sign.
“Roxie –” Hank was walking across the room towards Roxie but she was backing away.
“No, Hank,” Roxie said, her hand coming up to ward him off.
“Stel a’s right, you know,” Al y put in.
“Stel a’s right, you know,” Al y put in.
“Al y,” Lee said in a warning tone.
“You know she’s right,” Al y said back to Lee, quietly, softly, so un-Al y it was unreal.
Oh crap.
“I do and I don’t give a f**k,” Lee shot back at Al y, losing patience. “Indy and I are getting married in two weeks and Jules is pregnant –”
“She’s right,” Jules cut in, standing too. “Stel a’s right.”
“Oh f**k,” Luke muttered and looked at his boots.
“Quiet Jules,” Vance murmured.
Jules’s eyes turned to Vance. “I’l go somewhere.”
“No,” Vance replied.
“I’l go somewhere safe,” Jules went on.
Vance got close to Jules and put his hand on her bel y.
“You think I’m missin’ a minute of this, Princess, think again.”
I swal owed, hard.
“Then keep me safe,” Jules whispered.
I felt the tears hit my eyes.
Shit!
Shit, shit, shit!
I didn’t do crying.
I looked at Lee, he was looking at me, the muscle in cheek stil working. I got up and went to him. His arm went around my shoulders and he curled me into him. I wrapped mine around his waist.